Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1887-10-06

that little house with green blinds The win.
dows were still open; there lay the rigid
corpse Of Laronettc beside the secretary.
which had all the drawers open.
She heard Roger come out Of his room.
traverse the parlor and knock at her door. II
was ended; she must meet him. One last kiss
she gave to Suzanne and then opened the
door to her husband, who entered smiling.
He was not dressed as he had been the dav
before, but In black.
Roger Laroque was tall, wore all his heard
which was jet black, and his face was expres.
sive and sympathetic, though it indicated
more a man Of action than dreamer. This
morning his face was ashy pale. his ewes
sunken and his forehead wrinkled. and he
showed traces of an anxiety which no tried In
vain TO hide, and though he smiled ON his
wife that smile was forced. He took her hand
and bent to kiss her, saying In his tender and
sweet voice:
IHow uneasy you must have felt last night.
my dear, but could not help It. I had very
important business, which SO occupied me
that had no time to telegraph. Buzz
And here he stopped, surprised He had
bent to kiss her forehead and Henrietta had
shrunk back with an instructive movement of
horror.
"What ails your said he, apparently hurt
by her GOODNESS.
And then for the first he noticed her ex-
treme pallor, her troubled mien. To receive
caress from that man, after what she had
scent It was more than she could bear. Yet
she must feign. Nothing" said she; moth
ing. Why should there be anythingr And
with her whole soul in revolt she received his
cares, which treasured him, and he said.
gayly:
"Last night when came in Knocked at
your door, but you were asleep. Only few
years ago you would have waited later than
that. Who knows if anybody loves ms nowY'
And there was that man talking of Lowell
And she would always be obliged to listen, to
answerl From what a height had she fallen
and how completely the fall had shattered
her heart, her lifeI
swell, said he again, swhat is til Are Won
iRs l see you are pale aad weary. Why
don't you look at mei Have | distressed
you without knowing It'll Are you vexed with
me for having caused your anxiety last
night Tell me. at least"
She must speak. One mlment she gathered
her forces to tell him all 70 accuse him. to
Danish him forever from her presence. But
she could not, she dared lot. 1t was better
that he never know that he had had his wife
and child for witnesses to his terrible crime
Better never let him know, and thus she would
not become his accomplhe. Her little girl
stood by. She had told that child that. il
ever justice should accuse him, ''you have
seen nothing, heard nothing" She must
now show that child how one must feign.
how lie. And so, half iainting with the
horror Of it, she murmurel:
"What have you done that / should love
you no longer9 | love you What have
done that you doubt It'll"
So great was Rogers pceoccupation that ne
heard only those words, without noticing the
emotion He went to Suzanne, who during
this scene had been standing beside chair,
and lifting her up In bis arms gayly, as he
always did, began to talk to her in his ac-
customed manner, which was to address her
as if she were some grand stranger, all the
while tossing her and playing with her almost
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